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Echo Of A Wounded Heart
Rouen D.E. Robinson

Your voice stings like a dart dart
This stinks worse than a fart fart
It hurt me from the start start
I'll be wheeled out in a cart cart

Your face was like a light light
It kept me feeling bright bright
But then there came our fight fight
All that you said had bite bite

Your touch is like a rot rot
It pains me like it's hot hot
All the power that you got got
Is all what I wanted not not

Your life is like a weed weed
With a longing just to feed feed
Vibrating like some reed reed
As you do your dirty deed deed

Your love was like the grave grave
With a coffin of a slave slave
Who drowned in your hate wave wave
Yet in the end death's freedom save save


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